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The Eurovision extravaganza

Sorry for the lack of blog posts this past week. French text overload. And I don't particularly like French, so let’s just say this was not the best week ever. But I’m making up for it. You can expect a few more blog posts in the next few days! I’m still undecided whether or not to post videos. We’ll see…

Tonight is the highlight of my week: the Eurovision Song Contest. Before you judge me, I’m not a fan of Europop trash, but I love the sense of unity that comes with this ridiculous yearly event. I don’t want to make this a political post. I am aware of the controversy surrounding this year’s edition: dog killings, expropriations, demolitions. A horrible price to pay for three nights of musical mush. Nevertheless, I enjoy how this contest brings people together. Especially here on the rock. We know we’re never going to win, yet we all keep hoping. We watch documentaries and talk shows on the singers, we buy flags just in case, we sing, we dance, we discuss how and where the stage would be set up if we were to win. That’s Malta for you: we love and support anything Maltese. So tonight, vote for Malta. Next year’s edition might be held on a floating stage in the middle of the Mediterranean. Cool or what?
 

Narakhom għada (see you tomorrow)!

Video: social experiment

Quand’ero piccola mi rifugiavo sotto il fico nel giardino dei nonni e giocavo a mamma casetta. Mi dava un senso di libertà che ho perso strada facendo.

In de kleuterschool hield ik van huppelen en tekende ik regenbogen en zonnestralen. Kon ik maar weer kind zijn.

In London – the big city – I felt like a tiny grown-up. Vulnerable and empowered at the same time.

Three different settings. Three different impressions of one and the same person, who grew up speaking three languages but can’t seem to identify with a single one of them. In a previous post (read it here) I explained my background and my journey through the world of languages. Today I want to start a series of social experiments with my readers. Ready for the challenge?

Below you will find a video of me. It’s a short compilation of spontaneous spoken language. The aim of this first experiment is not to judge the way I look or the way I edited the video (I’m new to this), but to explore how you are perceived based on the language you speak. What if you speak more than one language? Do people see you as one and the same person or do they feel you change according to the language you're speaking at a particular point in time? As a trilingual person, I sometimes feel like three different people moulded into one.

Imagine us meeting in Italy and me speaking Italian. What would be your first impression of me? Would you feel the same way if we met in Malta with me speaking English or in Belgium with me speaking Dutch?

Does my tone change? Do I sound more confident in one of these three languages? Does your perception of me change based on the language I speak?

Leave your comments below. A detailed discussion will follow.